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TripAdvisor Reviews Hospedaje Irune San SebastiŠn - Donostia
Travel Blogs from San SebastiŠn - Donostia
... and some really incredible memories, I am empowered to share my travels as accurately, descriptively, and completely as I can. For a few weeks, I had the wonderful opportunity to become a travel writer. Now, heading home, I have a duty to make that role count and share my travels with others. Maybe the experiences I will struggle to explain will justify why, although I haven’t yet returned home, I already can’t wait to explore the world again.
... are much better at communicating than some people in France who seem purposefully obtuse when trying to communicate with them in French.
Some outstanding pintxos included gulas (baby eel), incredibly tender pulpo (octopus), carrilleras (beef cheeks), fried piparra (small peppers), boquerones (marinated anchovies) and gambas a la plancha (grilled shrimp). And of course we had to order txakoli, which they really do pour from high up even though ...
... old town area. Families are out n about, eating icecream and just strolling. Most of the shops are closed today. We decide we cant find a more tantalising place to eat than Beti Jai again. Di orders the BBQ iberian ribs, which are again mouth watering and we share some Pintyos (Basque spelling). Delicious....... another great meal & vinhos here. We wa,k along the river to kill time where the locals are out strolling the ...
... leashes and collars in the form of responsibilities and prejudices. Like the
dogs of San Sebastian we should learn to let go and wander. Through the lustfulness
for travel and exploration we are able to really understand who we are and grow
as human beings. Just by being in San Sebastian for a week, I have grown so
much as an individual and just like the dogs that I observe everyday around me I
push my boundaries and venture into the unknown every day. ...
... wished us 'Buen Camino' as we left and headed down into Orio.
As we know the town so well we moved on around the river and up the hill to Talai Mendi where a well deserved beer was bought and Eva chatted to the owner who she actually knew. Antonio came and drove the boys back to the house and Eva and I walked the final couple of kilometres down to Araba Kalea and her parents house where a shower, another beer and the promise of a night out in ...